#mhqs.task

[marauder-hqs]

𝐦𝐡𝐪𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞  —  𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈

Cliché but true, there is a first time for everything. Perhaps it was a spark between tiny fingers, an injury avoided, toys moving without being touched. Perhaps it came later on, or went unnoticed, or was rationalized away. 

✘  𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔

Tell us about your character’s first time using magic! The goal of the task is simply to get you thinking about your character and prompt character development. Tasks are optional but encouraged. The format and style is up to you, but we have provided some ideas below to get you started.

Write out the actual event — from your character’s POV or maybe their parents’. 

Write it as an essay written by your character — you could simply write about the event or go on a tangent about underage magic use and the laws in general!

Simply give us the basics — detail and length are up to you!

Or if you feel inspired, share anything else you create based on this task — a playlist or a moodboard for example! This is truly a free-form prompt!

[lilymxrie-evans]

Headcanon; a first time for everything

The first use of magic which Lily was able to recall happened when she was five years old.

She had been at a family party over the Summer celebrating her Auntie’s 40th birthday.

Her cousin—who was three years older than Lily—had coerced Lily into going to explore the woods which the house backed onto, against their parents wishes. Petunia had adamantly said no, but Lily had always been the more adventurous of the two sisters, and had followed him obligingly.

It wasn’t long until the two children were returning to the garden, Lily’s brand new dress ripped and coated in mud from the stream which she had slipped and fallen into, and her mother had been far less than impressed by the whole ordeal.

It had been made worse when her cousin chucked the blame at her, insisting Lily had wandered off and he had followed solely to bring her back to the party. She had gotten into a lot of trouble for that, both for disobeying her mum when she was told to not go anywhere, and for ruining her dress.

Lily wasn’t at all happy to have been told off, and in the midst of yelling that she wanted to go home the crystal glass which her mother was holding smashed into little pieces.

This was only the first of many odd occurrences which surrounded the young girl whilst she was growing up, it threw both Lily and her family off a fair bit, but Lily rather enjoyed testing the limits of what she was able to do—she would try and shut doors without touching them, she would jump from the swing once she’d gotten it to a decent height and giggle as she floated to the ground and landed on her feet without a scratch on her. Once she was 9 and had befriended Severus, the rather odd little boy that lived on the other side of the park, she was all too quick to believe the stories that he shared with her. Hogwarts and the Wizarding World sounded like a dream, a fantasy, like something straight out of one of the books she enjoyed reading as a child. She wanted it to be real and she clung to it, but she wouldn’t tell her parents about any of it, she was sure that they would think her mad.

Coincidentally, at 9 years of age, her mother and father had also seen fit to pull her out of the Muggle primary school which she had attended. Too many strange things seemed to be happening around the redhead and her parents had been called in to speak to her teachers on more than one occasion. Apparently the likes of but the book set itself on fire, Miss and similar excuses weren’t all that believable. Nothing made sense to her mum and dad, they were both terrified and confused and it wasn’t until Lily was 11 and an elderly bloke dressed in rather strange, colourful robes appeared on their doorstep and told them their youngest daughter was a witch that things clicked into place.

[xocharity]

𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏 — 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈

Charity’s parents are both doctors — her father at St. Mungo’s and her mother a GP with a clinic near their home. This meant she always had the best care for the bumps, scrapes, and illnesses of childhood. There was a balance between magical and Muggle medicine in their home, as both her parents believed that some things should be done the long way, including healing. She has a very distinct memory of skinning her knees as a toddler, sitting atop the washing machine sobbing into her father’s chest while her mother bandaged her up. 

“There!” Grace kissed the plaster lightly. “It will be alright soon, my sweet girl.” Charles leaned down to kiss her other knee, silently casting a healing charm. “All better.”

It wasn’t surprising, then, when the young witch, in distress over witnessing a playmate fall from a tree and break multiple bones, took it upon herself to “kiss it better” — healing two broken limbs and a cracked rib in an instant. Unfortunately, the toddler wasn’t aware that bones need to be set. The arm had to be re-broken and properly healed, but the leg was trickier and the Muggle boy would have a slight limp for the rest of his life. 

Her parents had agreed that she would attend Muggle primary school until her magical studies began, so her father waited until her first Christmas break from Hogwarts to begin tutoring her. He is very proud of her apparent natural gift for healing magic, and dreams privately that she will join him in working at St. Mungo’s after she graduates.